While maintaining control of the single-engine plane with one hand, Coles grabbed the reptile behind its head with his other."There was no way I was letting that thing go," he said. "It coiled all around my arm, and its tail grabbed hold of a lever on the floor and started pulling."
badass. (via)
proof the universe doesn't hate me (or, at least, tolerates my presence): as i was starting the arduous process of, you know, moving, about four days before i have to get out of here, i packed up garbage bags full of crap like my entire fridge, and that stack of lucky magazines i'd kept for god knows what reason the entire year. i dragged them down to the dumpster where i noticed all of them were absolutely overflowing with crap. jesus, i thought, what a pain in the ass. i dumped my trash on the floor and surveyed the situation. and what should mine own eyes see but my own salvation: the reason the dumpsters were overflowing is that there were boxes. millions and millions of boxes in perfectly usable condition that someone who had obviously just moved into the complex had used. having spent $20 just that morning on four boxes from the fedex around the corner, i literally did a little jumping dance. and then i made five trips between the dumpster and my apartment, carrying those precious boxes under my arms like so much discovered treasure. yes, i spent my sunday morning rummaging through dumpsters for cardboard gold. it was good. and now back to the packing!
